High Beams

High Beams have been on my mind lately, and no, I don't mean the  good kind, like the ones you see hanging out in the mall during summer, I mean the bad kind, like the ones that hit you as your hurtling down the road while driving home at 9.20pm at night. 

The other night I was coming back from dinner when I counted over a dozen assholes driving with their high beams on. How one can illuminate so much of the road with a bodily orifice is beyond me, but be that as it may, Hawaii has got to be the worst place in the world for high beam abuse. I mean seriously, everyone and their frickin' grandma goes driving around with their high beams on.  One in three, based on my calculations. 

It's not like we're living out in BFE. This is HONOLULU! Over a million people live here. Don't believe me? Take a look. There's development everywhere. 

And at night it looks like this.

Pretty well lit, if you ask me. 

Now, granted, maybe everyone on in Hawaii knows something I don't, like it's illegal to drive without your high beams on, or turning them off will kill everyone over 70. Who knows. Personally, I think it's because so many fuck-wits here learned to drive in third world countries, i.e. California. 

So, as I ponder the inponderables and try to figure out just what in the hell is going on, I want to point out, for the record, that the only acceptable high beams to have on while driving are these. 

The Show

Some of you may know that I have wanted to do a variety/interview show on public access for some time.  Why, you ask? For the hell of it. 

I envision some sketch comedy followed by a "classy" style talk show blending elements of Dick Cavett and Dean Lerner's Man to Man.

I think interview shows are the best formats for expressing your opinion.  Here is Dean going off about Wet Wipes during an interview with former race car driver Steve Pising.

(You can catch the entire interview HERE.)

Of course, since I am currently in Hawaii, there could be problems with the inevitable satellite delay as Dean found out when he tried to interview Glyn Nimron, the famous TV star.  

 

In the meantime, as I try to work out the whys and wherefores of the show, I ask you to keep all of your comedy skit ideas jotted down on paper.  I'm going to need them here sometime soon. . .

Excommunication

He sat up for a moment, collecting his thoughts among the flattened stalks. Looking down at his right hand, the corner of his mouth turned up slightly as he let out an amused breath. He could still feel the lingering sensation of the electrical shock he'd received over an hour ago as he slowly rolled the tips of his fingers against his thumb. His tongue felt alien - a lump of lead that felt unfamiliar to him as he used it for the first time in over a decade.

Pain he could handle - even enjoy sometimes if he was ready for it. Heaven knows how many times he'd had to brace himself. No, it was the sense of betrayal that still stung more than anything else. They took it back, burned up and out in one eye-watering flash of light and pain that left him no longer able to reach out to them.

Excommunicated, he felt hollow inside.

He'd been with them for over twelve years and now he was back home, unceremoniously booted out near the edge of the cornfield that bordered his home.

Unconsciously wiping his still-tingling hand against his pants as he got up, the man trundled towards the single-story farmhouse that still stood in the distance. The corner of his mouth turned up once again as he wondered what on earth he would tell his wife.

Red State Porn

I was just wondering, did anyone else hear about that Porn Survey conducted on Red and Blue States?  I want to know two things: 

1.) How can I get a job like that? 

2.) Is 'Blue State' a ephemism for balls that I dont know about?

According to ABC News (Your trusted porn source!),  "A new nationwide study of anonymized credit-card receipts (found that) states that consume the most porn tend to be more conservative and religious than states with lower levels of consumption."  

For those of you that are curious, here is a graphical breakdown of the Red and Blue states. 

(I don't know about you, but it sure looks to me like the Blue States have the Red State beat with that obvious Dong Configuration near Illinois.)

What struck me as odd about the story was the fact that the survey looked at credit-card receipts. What does this tell you? It tells you that the Red States are paying for porn!  That's right, you heard me, there are still people paying for porn in this country!  How did we let this happen? Has the electoral divide in this country become so great that Wankers living in the Blue States can't share their free-porn reasources with the Tossers in the Red?  

I call on the new adminstration in Washington to. . .uh. . .rectify the situation by enacting the No Wang Left Behind Act. 

Simply put, it would  end the great porn divide in this country and put us on par with all of those bastards in Asia enjoying the fruits of free poon.  (fruits of free poon=awesome band name)

See?! Red and Blue CAN live and work together! 

Thumbs Up! Part 2

Friends don't let friends give the thumbs up.

Someone should have smacked Hillary for this one.

I can't believe that old Bill wasn't down with that. She looks game. 

Oh. Ok. Now I get it. 

Moving onto other leaders who look like complete idiots. . .My favorite has to be Dmitry Medvedev of Russia. Simply awesome.

And here he is with Deep Purple. He is in full dweeb here. 

Here is Hugo Chavez. Strange, but it's hard to find despots giving the old smile and thumbs up.  

I guess dictators don't really need a gesture to remind people how much they are getting screwed.  (Not too good this one.  A bit off center and no big smile.)

Let's get back to the leaders of democratic societies, those gesture happy folks who know how to give a thumbs up!

Ahh, that's better. Nothing like a populist rectal-reminder to start my day!